don;t lie

anonymous asked:

wait better than words lyrics are other song titles?


Better Than Words

More Than a Feeling - Boston

Crazy In Love - Beyonce

Dancing On The Ceiling - Lionel Richie


Every Time We Touch - Cascada 

I’m All Shook Up - Elvis 

You Make Me Wanna - Usher 

How Deep Is Your Love - Bee Gees

God Only Knows - The Beach Boys

Baby - Justin Bieber 


Better Than Words

You Drive Me Crazy - Britney Spears

Someone Like You - Adele

Always Be My Baby - Mariah Carey


Best I Ever Had - Drake

Hips Don’t Lie - Shakira

You make Me Wanna - Usher

One More Night - Maroon 5

Irreplaceable - Beyonce

Crazy - Gnarls Barkley 

Things to expect from Bon Voyage: Hawaii
  1. Legs
  2. Arms
  3. (Maybe a glimpse of chest/tummy)
  4. Jikook (yes.)
  5. Jay(-hope)
  6. Sleepy baby yoongi but manhandling things like a D-boy
  7. Taehyung golden skin
  8. Jin & Food: The love story
  9. Namjoon’s (sexy) english
  10. Jimin being soft and cute
  11. Jungkook exposing his body (pls)
  12. Someone getting lost
  13. Someone losing something
  14. So many gay moments
  15. W A T E R = W E T C L O T H E S
  16. Grocery shopping (love this, don’t lie)

najincolfer-criss  asked:

It's funny how they're scared about some pictures from last night. It's almost sure they will remain private. Insecure much?

Utterly and completely insecure. Completely.  This goes back to why they aren’t allowed to be seen together. Which started because Darren’s eyes don’t lie. And Chris is not much better. But if this had been the norm, if they were allowed to be friends, none of this would be necessary. AND the truth would likely be a lot easy to hide.

Sometimes trying to hard shines the brightest light on the truth.

Red Lips Don’t Lie - Epilogue

WRITTEN BY P @foreverlostinyourlight (I’m just posting it bc she’s on mobile and on vacation)

“Baby?” she asked, her voice music in his ears, like always. “Where should I put this one?”

She was panting slightly and Shawn had to bite his lip as he was thinking about how she was panting yesterday. Underneath him.

Because of a whole another reason though.

His face lit up, reaching out to grab the guitar. “That’s my precious Fender!” he exclaimed, adoration in his voice and she just rolled her eyes at him.

“It’s my baby!” he said, sounding defensive, holding the guitar tightly to his body.

She pouted and stepped closer. “But Shawn… I thought I was your baby!”

He put the guitar down, not caring for it anymore as his gorgeous girlfriend was standing so close. Wearing denim shorts and a tank top. With one strap falling down her shoulder.

Red lips and everything. Her chest rising rapidly from unpacking and carrying all the boxes into his new condo. She wiped a little bit of sweat from her forehead and he leaned down, kissing her softly, pulling her real close.

“You are my baby!” he reassured her, kissing her cheek, jaw and collarbone, making her sigh his name in pleasure.

“I’m so happy we’re moving in together!” he said, sounding overjoyed, hugging her tightly.

“Me too,” she replied quietly, smiling at him, looking him in the eyes.

Cupping her face with his hands he kissed her gently, smiling and chuckling into the kiss.

“What?” she giggled and Shawn couldn’t stop giggling either.

“Now we don’t have to worry about my sister or parents walking in on us – like the last time you stayed over! And they can sleep peacefully now without, you know, having to listen to us…” he cleared his throat. “At night…”

She bit her lip and couldn’t suppress a soft giggle before their lips met again.

“We’re not done with unpacking yet,” she sighed, looking around the enormous condo with boxes and guitars everywhere and a suitcase full of clothes in the back of the bedroom.

“I know,” he replied casually, taking her hand and leading her to the airy, open kitchen. “But we should take a break!”

He put a stray strand of hair behind her ear and pressed her against him, feeling her heartbeat against his, kissing her slowly, almost lazily nibbling on her bottom lip.

She ran her fingers through his fluffy curls as he sat her on the kitchen counter, so that she could wrap her legs around his waist.

“I don’t want you to tire yourself out,” he whispered against her lips. “I need some energy for later”

She playfully slapped his chest. “Shawn! Stop thinking about sex all the time! God! You’re incurable!”

He chuckled, exposing his perfect white teeth to her. “I just can’t help it. You should have seen yourself. In that denim shorts, squatting, unboxing and carrying stuff around.”

She had been driving him crazy, as she was bending down all the time and he had to control himself to stop staring at her butt.

She got off the counter and he held her, nuzzling his nose into her hair and kissing the top of her head before she could trace his sharp jawline with her fingertips.

She clutched his soft grey sweater in her hand as she kissed him again, breaking the kiss as she was feeling hungry.

“I’m gonna make us something to eat and some tea, okay?”

“Sounds good!” he replied but he held her back before she could start to prep the food.

“Babe?” he looked at her, worry in his eyes.


“I’m just… I’m kinda worried that I’m tiring you out. I mean, this relationship is sorta overwhelming and my feelings for you are so… intense… I just hope you’re okay with everything?”

She looked at him adoringly, caressing his pink cheek. “What do you mean, love?”

He shrugged, running his long fingers through his messy hair. “It’s just… I’ll be leaving in a couple of days and I hate leaving you behind,” he said quietly, the sadness in his eyes touching her. “I’m gonna miss you,” he whispered, nuzzling his nose into the crook of her neck.

“Oh, Shawn,” she sighed adoringly. “Don’t worry about me! I’m okay with this. I know what your life is like and I chose you.”

She cupped his face in her hands. “And I would choose you over and over again”

Relief washing over him, he kissed her passionately, mumbling “I love yous” and holding her close.

As they pulled away, Shawn looked on as she grabbed a plate from a box, washing it carefully and as she stood there, her cheeks pink, her hair framing her beautiful face he knew. He just knew.

She shouldn’t be his little secret anymore. He didn’t want to hide her away any longer. He wanted to shout it out. Hey everybody, look! This beautiful girl right here? She’s mine. She’s my everything and I love her so much that it makes my heart go crazy and my mind go wild!

“I’ll be right back, okay?” he said, smiling at her and she looked over her shoulder, kettle in hand. “Okay”

Shawn grabbed one of his guitars and sat down in the living room, reaching for his phone. He opened Instagram, making sure he wouldn’t film his condo.

He took a deep breath and started the live stream, playing guitar, humming along to the familiar chords. As soon as the livestream started, people were joining and commenting right away and Shawn played a John Mayer song, shutting his eyes, engulfed in the music.

He heard her steps and stopped playing for a minute, biting his lip. And then her voice in the background.

“Shawn? Where did you put the teabags? I can’t find them!”

A blush covered his cheeks, spreading from his cheeks over his nose to his ears until his face was pink and he was all flushed and flustered, smiling into the camera.

“Hey guys!” he said quietly. “Um, so, I kinda want to do this now,” he said, taking the phone and making his way to the kitchen, carefully filming only him and not his surroundings.

“They are in the cupboard, baby! On the right side!” he said, entering the kitchen, still filming himself.

She giggled, not knowing that thousands of people were hearing her voice right now. “I can’t reach them! Help me!”

He gently put a hand on her hip and put the phone down, as he was reaching for the teabags.

“There you go,” he breathed against her temple and she smiled at him, whispering a “thank you” back.

“Why are we whispering though?” she asked with a soft giggle.

“You’ll see…”

He turned to his phone were people were going crazy in the comments. He read some and smiled at them.

“Who is with you?”

“Is this a girl?”

“Who is the girl you’re talking to?”

“Who is the girl, Shawn??????”

“It’s a female voice, omg!!!!!”

He took her hand, slowly pulling her in front of the camera. “Come here, babe,” he said with the sweetest smile, sitting down on a chair, pulling her onto his lap.

He rested his chin on her shoulder and waved to the camera.

“Hey guys! So, I’ve been wanting to introduce her to you for so long and now… well… I feel it’s time!”

She gasped, her body tensing against him and he softly stroked her thigh, reassuring her although he was incredibly nervous as well. He wouldn’t handle any hate comments about her. He would throw his phone out of the window if that happened.

“So… this is live?” she gasped incredulously, as he interlaced his fingers with hers. “Oh…”

“Guys, say hi to my wonderful girlfriend! I love her so much and she’s amazing!”

He nuzzled his nose into the crook of her neck and smiled as she waved, looking at the cute comments coming their way, saying how beautiful she was and how Shawn finally found a sweet girlfriend.

“Hey Instagram!” she said shyly, blushing and biting her plump lip and Shawn continued stroking her thigh, making her blush even harder. He looked on proud as she rambled a little about the heat in Toronto and how they were unpacking boxes.

The fans started to get even more crazy as the comments kept popping up. There were a lot of heart emojis and smiley emojis and Shawn couldn’t stop grinning, pressing his beautiful girl against his chest.

“Guys, thank you so much! We’re seeing the comments and I’m so happy. I’m the happiest I’ve ever been, honestly!” he beams and holds her close.

“And thank you for your support! This means everything to me and I love you all so much! See you guys soon!” He blew a kiss to the camera and she waved, blushing again, before he ended the livestream.

“Oh God, I almost died, Shawn! You can’t do this to me without a warning!” she exclaimed, burying her face into the crook of his neck. “This was nerve-wracking!”

“Not just for you, baby!” he replied, combing her hair with his fingers. “But they love you! Everyone loves you because you’re fucking perfect”

He kissed her softly and in that moment, he felt so relieved and overjoyed like never before in his life.

She wasn’t his secret anymore.

They were official. No more lies, no more secret little meetings.

They were out of the woods now.

A Battle With Writer's Block, Drabble #1

Thief AU
Shklance basically :3 small short Drabble while I battle with writer’s block!
“Don’t lie to me, we lifted your fingerprints from the scene of the crime.” Detective Shirogane barked, his partner Lance sighing at the apprehended thief in front of them.

Keith Kogane, the second in command for a crime ring called the Blade of Marmora. Indifferent indigo eyes stared at both detectives, almost pouting at having been caught.

“I wanted to touch on that,” Lance piped up, narrowing cold ocean blue eyes at the criminal.

“WHO THE FUCK-” Detective Lance slammed his hands down on the interrogation table and stood abruptly to lean into Keith’s space, “-WEARS FINGERLESS GLOVES DURING A HEIST?!? That is the most idiotic thing I’ve ever seen a criminal do! I would never do something so stupid like that!” He exclaimed, Shiro nodding in agreement.

Keith sweated nervously, and blurted out his thoughts on the matter.

“They’re for the aesthetic!”

Sadly, the author is now exhausted after this attempt. This was short, and brief, and may very well possibly stay a series of short drabbles. She apologizes and hopes you have a nice rest of your day.


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MUST reblog, likes will not be counted.


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Remember, don’t lie, I will be checking. I ALWAYS do my promos.

Ostara tossed the once beautiful white hat, now torn and stained, at the feet of the New God.  “You have your hat, now leave.” 

Media’s gaze never left her own, not even when her appearance glitched. In the blink of an eye, the New God’s hat and hair were restored to their former impeccable glory.  

“I thought we were friends.” Gone was the breathy voice from before, replaced by a husky timbre Ostara had been privy to during their more private outings.  

“Your definition of friendship is as twisted as the people who worship you.” Ostara glared at Media as she continued, “Friends help one another. They don’t lie! You gave me empty promises, Media. You squawked and squawked, but ultimately you failed to deliver. I’m nothing more than a glorified bunny!”

Media leveled her own fierce glare at Ostara. “The world the Mortals inhibit has never been a pleasant one, Ostara. You’ve been witness to their victories and failures longer than I have. When they feared something, they prayed to the Gods. When they needed something, they prayed and sacrificed to the Gods. Now, when they fear something…when they need something… they reach for their phones and laptops. When they don’t understand something, they turn on the tv or research it. They turn to religion when there are no roads left to take.”

Ostara’s hands curled into fists. “Some still believe.”

Media laughed, but the humor in her voice was as dry as the land Ostara had stripped. “I’ve kept you relevant in a society with little left to believe in. That in itself is no small feat.”

Ostara uncurled her fists, feeling drained despite the adrenaline pumping through her. “We shall see what humanity turns to when all else fails. When the cries of their starving children keep them up at night.” She squared her shoulders. “I’ve chosen my side and you yours, the line has been drawn. The veil lifted.”

Ostara thought she saw a glimmer of pain in Media’s eyes, but it was gone too fast for her to be sure. “In all the time we’ve known each other, I’ve never lied to you. Not once. I wasn’t lying when I called you a friend and I wasn’t lying that night in the field when you made me lay in the grass to look at the stars.”

Without another word, Media climbed the steps that lead to the front of her home. 

Ostara waited 3 minutes before following after her, absorbing everything Media had said. With a deep sigh, she went up the stairs. The last thing she need was another fight on her property. As angry as she was with Media, as angry as she would always be, it didn’t mean she wanted her to be hurt. 

The scene that met her eyes when she reached the top step almost changed her mind. 

The sight of Media kissing Laura Moon in front of the bunnies, Mr. Wednesday, Shadow Moon, and Mad Sweeney left her speechless. 

With an audible sigh, Media pulled away from a now glitching Laura. Before the others could shut their mouths, Laura’s “I’m dead look” changed drastically.  Her skin tone regained its once healthy color, her hair shone with life, and the flys surrounding her vanished. Laura Moon looked very much alive. 

Media brushed a strand of hair away from Laura’s shocked face. “Am I…”

Media chuckled, “This change is temporary dear. It doesn’t mean you are back amongst the living. I just gave you a touch-up. In a world where image is everything, I thought it best you look alive. You will need to be intact for the war after all.”

Shadow Moon stared open mouthed back and forth between Media and Laura. “What the Fuck?!”

Mr. Wednesday crossed his arms. “What is the payment you require for such a… generous gift?" 

Ostara tried to appear nonchalant as Media gave Laura a once over before replying. "The kiss was the payment.” Ostara felt her blood boil.

“Remember Laura, it’s only temporary.” With a final glance at Ostara Media, glitched out of sight leaving Laura, Shadow Moon, and Mad Sweeny stunned, Mr. Wednesday suspicious and Ostara jealous angry. 

Fourth of July Event

Okay so

We all knew this was gonna happen

Don’t lie

Though I talk regularly about being a Scot; I have a soft spot for my home country.



ITS THE DAWN– okay I’ll stop

On the Fourth of July before all my plans™ I will be:

• Accepting asks for APH America

• Accepting headcanons for America

• Accepting submissions for America

• Setting things on fire

• Blowing said flaming things up

• Please don’t report me to the FBI; I’m talking about fireworks

• Send me stuff for APH America !!!

I know you guys are thirsty for him, jesus. I see it.

I will, however, be accepting the asks from now til the end of the Fourth. They won’t be answered until on the Fourth, though.

I’m only accepting stuff now because I know other fellow Americans will probably be busy with family, BBQ, and of course the signature firework displays (I’ll be at a salute to veterans in the evening myself).

Have fun y'all!

-Romeo x

(I don’t wanna be That Guy™ but reblogs would help to get attention that way events and projects like this will be successful)



1. “I… I need some time to myself.”
2. “How could you?”
3. “I fell out of love at some point.”
4. “Leave me alone!”
5. “Don’t lie.”
6. “Maybe we were never in love to begin with.”
7. “How long are we going to pretend everything is okay?”
8. “I’m not dumb. I know what you do at night.”
9. “You broke my heart!”
10. “You don’t get to pretend you’re the victim.”
11. “I’m sorry…”
12. “Don’t leave me, please.”
13. “I can’t promise that.”
14. “They’re dead.”
15. “Will you come to the funeral?”
16. “This isn’t working. We’re not working.”
17. “At some point, a void just opened between us and… it was never closed.”
18. “I don’t think I can handle being near you anymore.”
19. “Sometimes, I forget that they’re six feet under.”
20. “I was at the wrong place, at the wrong time.”
21. “How long have you been cheating on me?”
22. “I will not be made a fool of!”
23. “Really? That’s the excuse you’re using this time?”
24. “Fuck you.”
25. “You know what? Leave. I don’t care anymore.”


1. “Wow. You are so beautiful.”
2. “I love you. So much.”
3. “If you truly love me, you’ll share your food.”
4. “Will you marry me?”
5. “You got me a puppy? Oh my God, you are the perfect person.”
6. “We’re Romeo and Juliet. Except less death.”
7. “Run away with me.”
8. “How come every time I see you, you get cuter?”
9. “Will you take these roses as an apology?”
10. “Nothing but you, me, and the stars.”
11. “God! You’re so annoying and cute and I just want to kiss you.”
12. “If you keep flirting with me, I will not hesitate to punch you.”
13. “Kiss me.”
14. “I’m not jealous.”
15. “I swear to God if you don’t dance with me I will break up with you.”
16. “I need a fake boyfriend because I panicked and told my parents I was dating someone.”
17. “You don’t need to go to work, just lay in bed with me.”
18. “I’m not crying, you’re crying.”
19. “I just need a hug.”
20. “Let’s go on a road trip. Right now.”
21. “So I may have, sort of, accidentally bought a snake while at the flea market. But don’t worry, Stubby is super nice!”
22. “How often do I have to tell you? I love you.”
23. “I’ll take you anywhere you want.”
24. “All our friends want us to fall in love.”
25. “I think you’re my best friend.”

anonymous asked:

3 with prideshipping

3. don’t lie


i’d like to dedicate this one to lovely @gliiterspace / @countchronos ;’) BUCKLE UP BUD 

“Don’t lie to me, Kaiba.” Kaiba saw something fierce in those crimson eyes, that familiar fire he would see in Atem’s eyes ,daring him to prove him wrong, to challenge him , as he strode forwards towards him from the pharaoh’s–-his–throne. “Why are you really here?”

Atem came to stand right in front of him, his presence imposing, heavy, like the Pharaoh he was, facing Kaiba head on. But Kaiba didn’t cower under his gaze, meeting his eyes with no hesitation.

“You know why.” He raised his duel disk as if that was answer enough. But Atem was right, that wasn’t all, and Kaiba knew it, even when he kept avoiding putting it into words. Even now. Atem sighed and Kaiba thought he saw disappointment in his face for a moment.

“Is that really it? Did you really risk coming here just for a duel? Did you develop  all that technology, worked so hard to come see me just for this?” Atem sighed again, something tired yet soft in his eyes. “Kaiba, I’m dead. What is the point of this duel?” Atem didn’t understand, and Kaiba could only grit his teeth.  “What use is there in beating a dead man?” He frowned, his voice bordering on scolding. “If you want a rival, Yuugi is more than capable of taking you on.”

“I know Yuugi is strong.” Kaiba half snapped, clicking his tongue. Atem didn’t understand. ”I’m no fool. I’ve already acknowledged his strength.”  Yuugi had beat him, at their last duel. And when Kaiba looked at him now, he saw his strength, could see that the timid young man he’d met was now a confident duelist, ready to take on the world. But whatever rivalry they could have wasn’t like the one he had with Atem. Yuugi wasn’t Atem.

“I don’t want Yuugi, I want you.” The words slipped out of his mouth, and Kaiba didn’t think he could be any more direct. Surely Atem could see it now. See the other veiled reason for his visit, why he’d done so much to meet him again–

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i got a shirt that says “girls love” on it.. n i dont care what straight nonsense it originally referred to. i am gonna absolutely read it as a sapphic shirt. and yes i did in fact buy it just because i thought it looked gay. we all would do it don’t lie to yourself.

  • Don’t expect abs this year

Originally posted by jin-tlebangtan

  • I can’t rap 

Originally posted by miniminibi

  • I can’t sing in english
  • I don’t know how to be sexy

Originally posted by jkookisdaddy

  • I will get fat this year

Originally posted by mayfifolle

  • I can’t act cute

Originally posted by doona-baes

  • I can’t wink 

Originally posted by frittatansonyeondan

  • I never lick my lips

Originally posted by parkjewook

  • It’s an accident (my jacket fall by itself)

Originally posted by koiyomi

  • He said “There were high notes (in lie), don’t expect much of the live performance” => What happened: hit all high notes while dancing perfectly

Originally posted by lightheartedfun

  • Indeed caught in a liiiiiiie